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As Beehive Magazine ends its premiere week of publication, the tendency is to look forward rather than back. However, reflection is a necessary, and often difficult, process.

During the past week, the question towards the point of Beehive Magazine has crossed the editor's desk many times. What is Thee Beehive's mission? This is a difficult question to answer.

To begin, Beehive has no grand socio-political bend. It is not geared towards the politics. It is not out to change the world. You won't find any marxists here, unless they're harpists as well.

So what is our mission? To start simply it is literature. But it is anti-literature, as well. It is both art and anti-art. It is both building and tearing down. To turn a popular phrase, it is art for anti-art's sake, though the inverse is true, as well.

To situate it within this age of labels, Thee Beehive can be said to follow a primitive post-dada magical surrationalism. To put it simultaneously more plain and more esoteric, Beehive Magazine is a primitive post-dada magical surrationalist publication.

We realize stating these facts is bound to alienate some readers, but it will bring more in as well. Beehive Magazine is not designed to act as the same old litarary revue. It is designed to act as a bellow of fresh air to the increasingly stagnant literary community.

Of course, Thee Beehive cannot do this without its readers and contributors. So please, keep reading, and keep writing.

And, watch out, big things are coming.


Christopher T Schuman

Bienenstock Thee Zeitschrift
Public relations officer

Beehive magazine


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